Suddenly, it felt as though my feet were nailed to the ground; I couldn't move an inch!
"Ah!" I gasped, losing my balance and pitching forward.
Fortunately, my reflexes were sharp, and I managed to break my fall with my hands just in time to avoid the embarrassment of face-planting. I looked down and realized something had snagged my feet. It was a black cord, as thin as a strand of hair but incredibly tough, coiled tightly around my ankle. I struggled with all my might, but it was impossible to break free. The rope acted like a living thing—the harder I fought, the tighter it gripped.
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